Qin Keqing committed suicide. In order to express his grief and express his "true love" to the world, Jia Zhen did not hesitate to throw away her family's fortune and organized a super luxurious and dreamy funeral for Qin that shocked the whole world.

She was just an ordinary woman, with no beauty at best, no moral character, and no amazing talents. She met a prodigal son of the Jia family, and she was able to become famous all over the world.

What a great irony!

Wang Xifeng was also invited to organize this shocking funeral. As far as she was concerned, it didn't cost her a penny, and she could show off her prestige and use this opportunity to increase her talents. Why wouldn't she do it?

What's more, it was Mrs. Wang who approved it, and Jia Zheng also specifically asked her to take it as if something really happened, and blame them on them when the time comes.

Therefore, the second grandmother went happily and added fuel to the flames. She had high standards and strict requirements in everything, and pushed the specifications of the funeral to a straight line. Not to mention sending a little Qin Keqing, she sent her entire family of eighteen generations together.

It's more than enough for walking.

Jia Cong looked at the light shrouding the sky over Ningguo Mansion, filled with anger: I don't know what evil the ancestors of the Jia family had done to give birth to such a large group of prodigal sons!

I will definitely not be able to sleep until I use up all the gold and silver that the ancestors of the Jia family have tried their best to save.

But what will happen if Jia Cong is angry again? They didn't spend a single copper coin on him, so what does it have to do with him?!

He was so angry that he just cursed a few times and threw down the curtain and went into the house. Not to mention him, even the ancestors of Rongguo Mansion and Mrs. Jia had nothing to say. After all, Ningguo Mansion is Ningguo Mansion, and Rongguo Mansion is Ningguo Mansion.

In Rongguo Mansion, no one can control anyone.

However, when she heard the news, she secretly asked someone to go over and told Wang Xifeng: Since you are helping to manage it, at least help them save some money, don't feel bad if it is not your own money!

Wang Xifeng wanted to do it, but it was a pity that Jia Zhen warned her again and again: Dear sister, don't just think about saving money for me, everything is about dignity and good looks. I even invited "four bastards and eight princes"

, don’t make us look shabby. Not only me, but you will also be in trouble. If you don’t make others laugh, we will look shabby!

Wang Xifeng was not happy to hear this, since it was not her money spent anyway. Besides, if she spent too much money, she could make a profit from it, so who would work in vain?

Therefore, the second grandmother put aside Jia Mu's instructions and started dancing with all her heart. The money from Ningguo Mansion was immediately moved out, but no one felt pity for it.

Jia Cong's sigh was in vain. He scolded Jia Zhen and then suddenly thought of Jia Zheng and Jia's mother. It was not right for the mother and son to stay for two or three hours just to welcome some piece of shit concubine who had "fate but no luck" back home.

Spend all your money on large-scale construction projects, are you busy building a villa for relatives?

Jia Zhen lost her family for a woman, so why not Jia Mu and Jia Zheng?

Mentioning these two women made Jia Cong's teeth itch with hatred: You two were born to bring harm to the Jia family, right?!

These two people are detestable and hateful, but the Ping'er in front of them is really lovable and pitiful.

Under the warm candlelight, Ping'er looked more and more beautiful and graceful, with a pair of sparkling beautiful eyes full of tenderness. She was so pitiful, her beautiful eyes looked directly at Jia Cong, feeling distressed and shy, and she couldn't do anything for a long time.

Open your mouth and say a word.

She originally wanted to persuade Jia Cong to be more open-minded and not torment himself for Jinque. Before going out, she thought about it for a whole day and muttered to herself what she should say for a long time, but she reached the point in front of her.

, saw Jia Cong with her own eyes, but she could not utter a single word of comfort that she had planned in advance.

At this moment, even a single word seemed too thrilling, fearing to arouse Jia Cong's pain.

Moreover, the Jia Cong in front of her seemed to be in good spirits and looked pretty good, so she didn't dare to speak easily.

Jia Cong stared blankly at Ping'er for a long time, until Ping'er's face turned red and she turned her head to the side. Unexpectedly, this move would involve her wound, which made her frown slightly in pain and bite her red lips lightly.

Seeing the pain on her face and seeing her involuntarily touching the wound on her shoulder, Jia Cong suddenly remembered that he had bitten Ping'er when he was sick!

At this moment, he was immediately ashamed and regretful. He reached out and slapped himself hard, cursing: "You bastard, Sister Ping was so kind to you with all her heart and soul, but you actually bit her, and you still..."

Are you considered a human being, you beast!"

His slap was extremely hard and the sound was clear and loud, which immediately frightened both Ping'er and Bi Luo.

Ping'er hurriedly turned his face and saw that Jia Cong's little face was suddenly swollen again, and the five fingerprints were clearly visible, which made Ping'er feel very distressed. Seeing him reaching out to hit him again, Ping'er hurriedly tried to fit it in

He rushed over and hugged Jia Cong's arm, crying with tears in his eyes: "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Unexpectedly, her movement caused more damage to the wound, causing her eyebrows to frown in pain, and her white teeth bit her red lips deeply. The pain was so painful that she could not speak.

When Jia Cong saw this, he felt even more distressed. He hugged Ping'er and asked in a tearful tone: "Good sister, please sit down quickly. Is there another wound involved? It's all my fault. Sister, you treat me like this."

Well, not only can I not repay you, but every time I ask my sister to get hurt because of me, I want to die..."

Jia Cong was not pretending this time, he was really feeling it and was deeply moved by Ping'er's affection.

Seeing him choked with tears and tears falling on his clothes drop by drop, although Ping'er's wound hurt, his heart felt warm and indescribable. He felt so sad for a moment that he thought that even if he died for Jia Cong, there would be no point in it.

hesitantly.

She didn't care about being shy at the moment, and hurriedly took Jia Cong's hand and urged in a hurry: "Brother Cong, you are fine, don't cry. I'm fine, nothing serious happened. Besides, the doctor came to see me today."

I just said it was nothing, and prescribed a few plasters, which will be fine after a few days. If it’s nothing, don’t take it to heart..."

Hearing what she said, Jia Cong's tearful eyes saw Ping'er's worried eyes, and he felt more and more guilty. He turned over and held Ping'er's delicate hands, and quickly asked: "Seriously, you didn't lie to me?

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Ping'er quickly replied with tears in her eyes: "Of course I won't lie to you, how could I lie to you..."

The two of them were chatting with each other, comforting each other. Biluo next to her looked at her eyes and was shocked in her heart:

Just now a fairy-like girl left, and now in the blink of an eye a rare beauty came. Why are there so many beauties in the Jia family?

It doesn’t matter that there are many beauties, but why are these two beauties so close to their young master?

How capable is my young master that he can coax these beauties like gods to treat him so sincerely?

The little girl Biluo was thinking wildly on the side. Jia Cong and Heping'er were also surprised to realize that because of their confusion and infatuation, they behaved a little too intimately, which seemed to be inconsistent with etiquette. They all let go in a hurry, and all sat down with blushing faces, secretly
Chapter completed!